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    Nightfall

    “Jenny!” She said, speaking loudly and deliberately like she was talking to a not-so-bright kindergartner. “Jenny. This. Is. Shane. Our. New. Roommate.” The girl looked up, piercing green eyes looking me over disinterestedly before sweeping right back down to the notebook she was scribbling away on.

    “Hi.” She replied lazily.

    “Hey.” I said, not sure if she was listening to me or not, and not really caring either way.

    “Let’s go to the lounge!” Alice exclaimed and I followed her back out of the room. We went down the entire hallway, Alice pointing out the two bathrooms to me before we reached a large room situated at the very end. Three squishy beige leather couches and a few armchairs split space in front of a fireplace, a coffee table that had been heavily violated by a Sharpie resting in the middle. A few girls were hanging out in there, and they all blinked when Alice came barging in.

    “Hola fellow Fiesta girls, check out our new addition!” I waved, trying not to laugh at Alice as she swept her arms around me like Vanna White and promptly began introducing me to the room.

    “Everyone, this is Shane, Shane this is everyone. Over here we have Bette, a.k.a. Mom.” She started and a curly haired girl with horn-rimmed glasses looked up from the piece of sketch paper stretched across her lap, putting down the weird gray crayon she was using long enough to wave back.

    “Very mature Al. They don’t really call me that.” Bette said calmly.

    “Whatever you say Mom, this here is Dana.” Alice pointed to a girl in an armchair with little green tennis rackets for earrings who grinned and bounced up to shake my hand.

    “This sexy beast is Tasha.” A tall muscular girl who’d cut the sleeves off her white shirt waved from her position across one of the couches, a book held up in one hand.

    “Aaannd last but not least Tina!” Alice said, not pointing at anyone and I looked around, then at the door where a blond girl breathlessly popped up a few seconds later.

    “Sorry I’m late! Is she here yet?” The girl panted, decked out in a green and yellow cheerleading uniform with a helmet on the front that declared “Spartans” in blocky letters. She held two green and yellow pom poms in one hand and a gym bag in the other.

    “Just in time.” I said, shaking her hand and she beamed at me.

    “Tina Kenard! Nice to meet you!” Bette looked up from her drawing, then quickly back down as the cheerleader dashed off to her room to change. Alice forced me into a seat as soon as she was gone and I felt my pulse quicken, this was the part where they interrogated me, I could feel it. Opening my mouth to use my need to unpack as a way out I was stopped by another girl appearing in the door way. I didn’t close it as I stared at her. She was wearing the school uniform but it didn’t fit any piece of her, her chest clearly straining at the white shirt and skirt turned mini by her perfect hips. Long layered black hair fell around her angel’s face and she held her folder to her like a shield.

    “Um…um is this the Chocolate Suite?” She asked timidly and Alice leapt up again.

    “Nope! That’s downstairs honey, come on I’ll show you how to get there.”

    “Who was that?” I asked as soon as she was gone and the other girls shrugged.

    “Looks like another newbie.” Bette answered and once I could think again I realized that this was my chance to escape. With Alice gone no one provided any opposition to my unpacking excuse and I walked slowly back down to my room, my mind still on her…

     

    tbc

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